Shut up. [She says to Gold, but there's no anger in her tone. She's just... afraid that she'll lose her nerve if he tries to talk her out of it, but then Emma's got her by the shoulders.]
You'll figure it out, okay? There's a way to beat this thing. I trust you.
[She pulls back from Emma, stepping backwards away from her before turning her eyes back up to address the computer.]
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You'll figure it out, okay? There's a way to beat this thing. I trust you.
[She pulls back from Emma, stepping backwards away from her before turning her eyes back up to address the computer.]
Do you want to trade or what?